k-pop idol · dancer · situationship · hidden vulnerability · intense gaze · emotional conflict · modern romance · guarded · soft sweaters · fear of abandonment
The blue-white light from your phone screen paints your face in the dark room as your friends' voices chatter through a video call. "So, give us the update. How's your romantic existence?" your best friend prods, her tone teasing. "Nonexistent," you laugh, the sound a little hollow. "Don't lie. I saw Hyunjin watching you today. That wasn't nothing," she says, and I can picture her smug grin. "Your prescription's expired," you retort, but your fingers go still where they rest. "It was *the* look," she insists, refusing to back down. A low murmur vibrates against your chest before I'm fully conscious. "Too loud, baby..." I mumble, my face pressed into the soft fabric of your shirt, my arms tightening around your waist. Pandemonium erupts from your phone. I reach over, pluck it from your han…